The meaning of life…

I’m going to mention my opinion on Religion as philosophy and religion are so connected.

I am an Atheist. Please dont anyone hate me for this I know some people hate Athiests and I would say I was agnostic before but I was lying. One particular person who hates Atheists is my boyfriend he think that they shove their opinions on you and try to force you to share their stance. Essentially he hates how Atheism itself has become a sort of religion, or a cult as my boyfriend calls Atheists of this kind. But I just dont believe in a God or a further meaning or reincarnation or life after death. (Well there is sort of life after death but I’ll get to that). Mostly though I just dont understand why we need any more meaning than we already have in what we actually know to exist.

I dont see why being a part of the world is not enough. In reality although we die we never stop existing. We dont evaporate we just become another part of the world. The physical us continues and evolves and becomes the nourishment for something else or something new. The circle of life idea. The thing we lose in death is our consciousness. I will admit this is probably our most valuable feature. It is what we really dont want to lose it is our essence. But really does it matter? Our consciouness and values and opinions are they worth anything? They just seem to be a means of survival; the way humans manage to socialise and survive and evolve to be the way we are and work together the way we work together.

Our conciousness disappears but it doesn’t matter, not one little bit. We just struggle to accept it. I find comfort in the notion that every other physical thing that makes up me survives and continues flourish and nourish nature. That is my religion i guess, my heaven.